~ Can't read in my Poker Face ~
Disclaimer: Neither the song nor YuGiOh is owned by me, I just wanted to use this song for an ff cuz I got a catchy tune with it and it's a huge hit everywhere. Anyway, this was SUPPOSED to be a oneshot, but during writing I noticed there was developing something unpredictable.. If anyone's interested in pushing this story further, he/she has to tell me.^^ If not, I'll leave it with that.
Inspiration: Poker Face by Lady GaGa
Pairing: Changeshipping (Duke Devlin [Ryuuji Otogi] x Malik Ishtar)
It was a nice Friday afternoon, and Duke Devlin had had enough from a miserable and un-fabulous week full of work, work and.. did he mention work?
It was not easy, entertaining his own game company AND attending school, he wondered how Seto Kaiba managed to combine both. It was the last year during which they had to do their grades and he had to work his ass off just for not falling behind in classes.
Where was the trick?
He himself had skipped classes more than often, like Joey, Tristan and Malik, who only attended school because of his sister. At least from the facts he knew about him.
And seriously, he really had no need to sit there and calculate mathematical functions.
Duke had watched him sometimes, and a guy as smart and attractive as him would find other means to make a living than spending eight hours a day in a boring office..
And Duke knew that Malik knew that.
The evening grew darker and life in the city slowed down. But since Domino City was a rather big and lively city, Duke soon had found the location he had read about on a flyer the day before:
The discotheque quite next to his flat, just some streets further. He had passed that location with some fast glances, but the "dress code" under which the party was held that evening had fascinated him – Young & Thriving. Musical style Dance, House and Pop.
Even if this kind of music didn't fell into his personal category, it somehow fitted to him personally. He was a young, successful businessman, at home in modern society. What else could be meant by that?
So, he had dressed appropriate to go out: Black trousers, a white long-sleeved shirt and a black tailored jacket above. He had left out the tie, instead Duke decided to leave the first buttons of his shirt open. His hair stayed in the usual manner, with a ponytail, that way completing his "business-like" appearance. Now he almost looked like a fashionable lawyer, Duke smirked.
The only personal devices he took along with him were his indispensable mobile, his ID card in case something happened and some money. Never go out without money.. who knew if he could need it later on? Maybe he met someone interesting to go home with..
Seriously, he was in need of someone to spend the night with. After some weeks abstinence he could make a good use of a fine, clean one-night-stand.
Fine. This evening couldn't get any better!
First of all, Duke had almost picked up a fight with the doorman who had suspected him of some obscure tricks.. and then he had been discovering one disappointment after another. Sure, there were some interesting guys and girls among the party folks, but either they were too dumb, too drunken or not yet drunken enough..
Arguing the other way round, he had been shown the cold shoulder, one guy even calling him very unpleasant names regarding his sexuality. The same went for the girls he had started to talk to. They were just after his money.
Naturally, to get rid of his anger, Duke had taken some drinks and just started to work off the rest of the list of alcoholic beverages. Well, at least he hadn't taken his money with him in vain..
He let his gaze wander around the room and observe the more or less drunken and dancing young people, when he suddenly caught glimpse of a very light-blonde haired guy. He wore a similar kind of black suit like he did; black trousers, white shirt and black jacket; and the dark sunglasses making him look quite fascinating. And suddenly the notion struck Duke that he knew that guy..
Curiously, the black-haired followed him off the dance-floor towards the outer courtyard, where the smoking area lay hidden. The strange guy leant his back on a wall, took off his sunglasses and lit himself a cigarette.
And now Duke recognized him for the first time. Those bright lavender eyes..
"Malik?!" he blinked at him in astonishment.
"Hm?" the said one turned his head, and after some moments of thought his face brightened up.
"What.. what are you doing here? " Duke still felt puzzled because of the strange look in front of him. It was not often that he had seen Malik in what one would call proper clothes. And honestly, it looked damn good on him..
"Probably the same like you: Going out and enjoying myself a bit," the Egyptian smirked and offered Duke a cigarette. "Want one?"
"Gladly. Thanks."
For about ten minutes, both were standing outside, smoking and enjoying the cool air of the ongoing night. No need for talking, as Duke observed, and he watched the small puffy clouds the smoke created and let his thoughts wander around aimlessly.
Not that he was not thoroughly watched by his companion, who had seen him before and already drawn his own conclusions about him.
"Mind if we got in again? I'd like to catch a view of the others inside. Maybe we find somebody interesting?" Malik smirked like a wolf, the provocative flicker in his eyes.
"Erm.. what?" Duke had been abstracted for a moment, occupied in scrutinizing the Egyptian's slender silhouette. He did not seem the kind of bodybuilder-type, but trained and obviously no couch potato. And suddenly Duke asked himself how Malik would look like without clothes..
Why still searching for someone else? He had already found somebody to spend the night with.
Malik leant forward to examine Duke's emerald - green eyes.
"I think you know what I mean," he fixed his curious gaze on Duke's, making him uneasy because he felt caught in his thoughts. "So are you going in or not?"
Humming the tune of Lady GaGa's "Poker Face", Malik turned on his heels and, moving his body to the beat, vanished into the discotheque.
It didn't take long to warm up to each other, Duke being glad to have found someone he could talk to and Malik.. well.. it had been a chance encounter, but he was well aware why Duke really had come here.
He had noticed his secret gazing at him, maybe thinking of how to get him laid later on. And even if Malik by definition knew how to enjoy himself, Duke would have to pay for getting HIM into bed..
So why not kill two birds with one stone? He could play that game as well as others.
"So.. still not aimed at someone?" he suddenly sneaked up behind Duke and nudged him in the elbow. "You look so sad.." he leant closer to him and almost whispered into his ear.
"Hm.. no.. they are all a bunch of idiots," Duke replied with a sigh, the sudden shift in motion recognizing and smirking slightly. Malik didn't seem to realize what he was doing.. or did he? He knew that the Egyptian was not sober anymore, which went the same for himself.
Maybe he really would have a chance to nail him tonight..
"Really?" Malik smirked back, the smug flicker in his eyes. „Maybe you just need some drinks more to see them in a totally different light." And started to laugh when he saw Duke's pissed face. There was something in it, for Duke had done that often enough.
"And you? Did you find anyone worthwhile?" Duke retorted, obviously hurt in his pride. Did Malik mock him on purpose?
"Not yet.." the Egyptian smiled, and when the music started anew, seemed to get a new idea and chuckled. "If you were a girl, I would ask you for a next dance.." his eyes sparkled with animation. "I hope you don't mind dancing to Cascada."
Snorting, Duke watched the youth advancing towards the floor and moving along the other people. "As if I would mind seeing you dancing.." he murmured and joined his "victim". So far, everything went by the book.
After some interesting ten or fifteen minutes Duke soon began to feel much better. They had mingled between the other party folks, the narrow space on the floor leaving room for lots of chances to make body contact.
The best possibility to get a hold of this wildcat. He only remembered Malik as someone getting pissed really fast, whereas tonight he seemed of an unusual cheerful mood.. Could it be that he was indeed flirting with him?
"Hey, don't dream.." the youth whispered into his ear, moving lithe like a cat to the beat. Duke had never seen somebody dancing so very sexy to music like him. Even if Cascada wasn't his personal choice, he had to admit that Malik knew how to move..
"It's not my fault when I'm seeing you dance like that.." he grinned at the Egyptian who just smirked back, hips swinging and getting closer at him. "I just asked myself if you can keep up that body control in bed too," Duke's grin boradened, obviously enjoying the close body contact they made.
"Hm.." Malik's eyes sparkled dangerously and he lay his hands around Duke's neck. "Why not find that out?" he moved his body to the beat, dragging Duke with him in a close embrace to meet the rhythm.
"I think," the youth stared into those bright lavender eyes and finally grabbed the Egyptian around his waist to pull him at his own body, "I would like that very much."
Thank God he lived nearby.. Duke barely had time to unlock his door, being engaged in a passionate kissing with the Egyptian. They almost fell through the door, Malik pinning him at the next wall and pulling him closer to him, not releasing his hold on him.
Duke suppressed a smirk, this guy clearly showed what he wanted. This was not bad at all..
"Hey hey.. don't you want to wait until we get into bed?" he took in a deep breath, his instincts already getting a hold of him and blurring his thinking. He'd not counted on Malik playing so easily in his hands, the same for his own ambitions.
The Egyptian just smirked and groped the youth between his thighs, and got a sudden moan for reply. This guy clearly needed a good fuck.. Malik thought and smirked: "Who said I need a bed?"
Kissing him again ferociously, he managed to free Duke from his jacket and shirt and drag him into the kitchen the same time. It was obvious what he intended and losing himself into this bewitching scent of him, Duke sent all his logic to hell..
With shivering hands due to excitement, he fast unbuttoned the Egyptian's shirt and laid it aside with the jacket, bestowing passionate kisses on his neck and trailing down his chest with his hands. Wew.. he'd never thought of that guy possessing such a warm and smooth skin.. he assisted Malik in undoing the rest of their clothes and lifted him up to sit on the kitchen table.
„I hope this won't be the only thing you can do.." the Egyptian grinned wickedly and knew that he had got him. Duke had fallen for it. And why not have a bit fun himself? he leant back lasciviously, inviting Duke to take action. He seldom took the position of the passive one but tonight he just felt like it..
For a second, he painfully gasped for breath when he felt the other one pulling him close to himself and moving inside him, a moan escaping Duke's throat. "Oh shit.. this is good.." he took a hold of Malik's hips and made him meeting his moves. Kissing him in turn, the Egyptian wrapped his legs around his waist, enjoying the unusual position. "Uh.. and it will become even better.." he moaned when touched at a special spot inside.
This would become a very intresting night.. the last thought flashed through his mind, giving himself up to his feelings..
"Wow.. are you always like that?" the Egyptian smirked and tried getting control over his body again. It had happened so fast both had rarely been able to recognize what they had done. "Sorry for making such a mess," he took a fast glance around himself, but still didn't think of releasing his hold of Duke. This guy sure did know how to give someone a good time..
"Don't mind," Duke couldn't believe he really had gotten his will, his instincts had simply swept him away. "And I didn't know you could take off like a greased lightning," he numbly felt the burning scratches on his back Malik had given him during sex.
"Oh.. I can do much more than just that.." he whispered into Duke's ear and licked his neck. "Interested?"
"If you say so.. I must convince myself of that more closely," the youth watched the Egyptian sliding off the table and taking him by his hand towards where he suspected the sleeping-room to be. Indeed having found it, he gave Duke a push that he fell on his own bed, in an instant over him and pinning him down like a cat his prey.
"Hey.. hey.. just a second..!" he blinked astonished but let out a husky moan when he felt soft lips closing in on his best piece. This was.. wow! "Who the hell told you to.. ah.." he bent back and enjoyed being actually given a blow-job without having even asked for it.
Unfortunately, he did not see the wicked flicker in Malik's eyes, while doing the youth a favor. It was funny to see some guys almost freaking out just by sucking their dick.. And honestly, he didn't mind being the inferior as long as Duke didn't get behind his true intentions.
"Uhn.. this is.. good.." the black-haired youth felt himself getting aroused by the Egyptian and almost felt like coming. Shit, where had he learnt that?!
"Oh no.. not yet.." he met a pair of dangerously glittering eyes, and encountered Malik kneeling on top of him, hands piled up on the blanket. Wow.. this guy sure knew how to make people crazy, be it alone for this slender, trained body and smooth skin.. "Tell me.. what is it you want from me?" he whispered into Duke's ear, biting him on his neck.
"I.. uhn.." Duke had difficulties to think straight, his arousal making him craving for more. He let his hands trail the thighs of the youth up but got caught just before touching the right spot.
"I know you want to fuck me again.." he heard Malik murmur to him, moving a bit closer but still not closing in enough to take him in. "This is what you wish for.. don't you?" he spoke with a husky tone in his voice, obviously not satisfied either and only waiting for an answer.
A slight nod. "Yes.." the emerald-green eyes fixed themselves on the darkening lavender ones in front of them, "Yes.. I want you.."
„But you will have to pay for it.." Malik's eyes started to sparkle mischievously and he still moved closer, the more making Duke begging for it. "This will get pretty expensive.."
"I don't care, as long as you do something!" Duke finally got a hold of the Egyptian's hips and made him sit on his lap, that way burying himself deep inside him. This felt too good to be left waiting for..! he groaned and bit the youth in his neck.
"Oh shit.. ah.." Malik let himself go for an instant, being touched deep inside. This felt not bad.. not at all.. despite the unusual position he found himself in again. Didn't he plan that otherwise..? "You're really an impatient guy.." he moaned, but, taking matters into his own hands, started moving by himself. This was.. wow..!
It took him a while to recognize Duke's warm hands on his waist, helping him to keep his upright position and practically doing a ride.. "Hey.. uhn.. you know what?" the black-haired youth enclosed his hand on the Egyptian's own arousal and gave it some massaging to quicken the pace.
"Hm.. what?" the bright lavender eyes had become darker tinted, like a deep violet amethyst, a gaze which burnt deep inside Duke's mind and which he would not forget that easily..
"You are the first one after a long time who knows how to turn a fucking bad day into a really fine night.." Duke, too, didn't know what he was doing or saying anymore.. his lust getting the better of him and sweeping him away in a rush. "And I'm really glad I met you.. because you are special.." he bit the youth in his neck, feeling nails digging in his back and scratching him all over. Too bad this would stay a one night stand..
Moving on his own and directing the speed, Malik soon had his "victim" where he wanted him to be: Just before coming off. He never more had delighted in making a guy so desperate for the last moves, let alone himself - And he'd never more thought that he might regret his plan to take Duke to the cleaners.
Just why?! he thought desperately and met the thrusts, enjoying this game more and more. Just a bit more and he would explode as well.. he lay his hands around Duke's neck and engaged him into a passionate kiss. No.. this wasn't how he had planned it! This was something totally different!
"I'm sorry.." he murmured into his ear and finally pushed them both over the edge, coming almost simultaneously. "I'm really sorry.." the Egyptian soon after collapsed on the body of his partner, shivering and unable to move an inch.
He felt drained, but happy somehow..
"Why are you sorry..?" Duke gasped, the sensation still tingling through his body. Let alone the burning scratches on his skin. Wow, this had been.. great! Were it not for his quite exhausted body, he would have started that thing over again at once! But a mix of alcohol, dancing and sex were quite enough for one night..
"It's nothing," Malik slowly calmed down again, smiling at the reddened face in front of him. "I was just being stupid.." he took Duke's face into his hands and gave him a gentle kiss, "Don't bother."
"Ok.." the black-haired youth nodded and looked into those piercing lavender eyes, the first time really admiring the Egyptian for the person he was.
And when he saw into that face, he suddenly knew that Malik felt the same..
Did that mean that they - ?
"Oh my god, I'm finished.." the Egyptian tried to get on his knees and up again, but instantly his legs gave in and he fell over Duke's lap. "Shit!" he managed to say, embarrassed by his own body. Alcohol and sex didn't always team up that well, let alone for the coming morning.
"I don't mind you lying there.." Duke smiled and caressed the youth behind his neck. "If it were for me, you could stay that way for the rest of the night." Did he really have to let him go the next morning? Somehow he didn't want to think of it..
"Fine," Malik growled, but soon started purring like a cat when he felt those soft touches. Jeez.. when had that been that anyone had stroked his neck so gently and lovingly? Way too long..
"If you don't mind.." he made himself more comfortable and snuggled closer to the warm body next to him, "could you continue that? I'd just like to doze a bit.."
"No problem," Duke resumed caressing the Egyptian like a kitten, carefully pulling the blanket over them both. It didn't take him ten minutes before Malik had deeply fallen asleep.
Dawn having been long over, Duke opened his emerald-green eyes with a yawn. He had slept fantastically, and the whole night appeared to be a dream..
"Hm.. Malik?" he turned but discovered his bedside empty. Obviously the Egyptian had awoken earlier and was already gone, for Duke didn't detect any other sound than the birds chirping outside. After all, it didn't surprise him.
Lazy as he was, the youth let himself fall back on the bed and stared at the ceiling. For some minutes he let his thoughts wander through his memory and recall the last events. Seen in a sober light, Duke now realized that it had not been his charm which had Malik attracted to him but more the other way round: Malik had played with him and finally gotten his will.
Whew.. he really resembled a cat. A wildcat.. Duke smiled and regretted he had already left.
Snuggling closer into the blanket, he could still smell his scent, reminding him of a mixture of warm sand and cinnamon. Pity he hadn't stayed for at least a coffee in the morning.
Sighing, Duke got up and went on searching for his clothes and taking a shower. At least he would meet Malik in school next week, and the thought set his pulse rising. Curiously, he took a look around and wondered that everything still stood at its place. After all, the Egyptian might be much more of an intriguing person than he had thought him to be.